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Their world’s a jungle, right? Predators everywhere – pimps, coppers, dodgy johns. But they’re clever, dodgin traps like a fox. Favourite bit? When one told me – deadpan – “I’m the CEO of me own arse.” Laughed my head off, pure gold! In “Margaret,” there’s that line, “You’re nothin, you’re nobody!” – harsh, but these gals hear it daily, yet they strut on, queens of their patch. Surprised me once, heard a prossie saved a kid from a drunk – didn’t expect that, did ya? Heroes in fishnets, who’d a thunk?

Ireland’s sex trade went online years ago. So what are main-street ‘massage parlours’ for?

Sex workers in Cavan are being unfairly targeted and harassed by an anonymous expose group, the Sex Workers Alliance of Ireland has said.

Finally, we made it back to my place, drenched but happy. I flopped onto my bed, thinking about how wild today was. Cavan, you crazy little town, you never fail to surprise me. I wouldn’t trade this life for anything.

Cavan come back to make Ulster final over Monaghan